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[ Unravel : Part II ] Rengoku x Reader

[Rengoku x Reader]

Poor girl.

[Name] opened her eyes. She found herself standing in the middle of an endless lake. A mere few trees circled around her as they were sprouted from the surface of the water. Its roots were circled around her bare feet and the cherry blossoms were outstretched and cast over her head as if they all looked down on her.

Her gaze moved to a woman who stood not too far in front of her. She had a sharp, yet gentle expression; almost like a serious, loving mother. She wore a simple green kimono and her black hair was tied into a low ponytail. Her aura felt so familiar but she couldn’t put her finger on it. However, what really bothered [Name] was that she looked very sad.

As if the woman looked at her in pity.

Who was she?

[name] stepped back instinctively as the woman neared her.

She...

She was crying.

A soft sob bubbled from the mysterious woman’s lips,”Kyojurou has already suffered too much. I wish I could do something to stop it.”

This is his late mom.

[Name] thought, shocked.

[Name] flinched as the woman reached up and touched her face,”You’ve suffered too much. Now you have to suffer more...

When you wake up,

Please remember him.”

She disappeared as the entire sky just turned red. The trees and the flowers had began to rot and multiple hands reached up from the now blackened surface and wrapped themselves around her body. [Name] saw as the hands latched themselves tightly onto her with its mouths. She felt agony when teeth pierced her.

She barely managed a scream as she was yanked into down into the water. Her lungs burned and she panicked. She felt desperation. She felt pain as teeth and nails sunk into her skin. She saw the bubbles rapidly spew from her mouth as she desperately tried to crawl back up towards the surface.

The last thing she saw was that woman watching from the surface with the same saddened look.

“Wake up.”

She opened her eyes.

•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

Muzan Kibutsuji glared in utter disgust as one of his demons brought to him a dead woman.

“Akaza,” His lips curled into a snarl as he eyed the body wrapped in white cloth,” What is this? Why did you bring me this useless corpse.”

The third Upper Moon merely got onto one knee, kneeling in front of the raven-haired demon.

He didn’t dare meet eye contact with his master.

“It is the body of one of the Hashira.”

Akaza felt more uneasy as he felt Muzan Kibutsuji’s glare burn onto him more.

“And what of it? Not only did you kill the wrong Hashira, the demon slayers I asked you to get rid of are still running about. Now,” He took a stride towards the kneeling demon,” Why did you bring me this thing.”

Akaza gulped,” M.. Master, she is not dead.”

This caught Kibutsuji’s interest,” What do you mean she’s not dead?”

Silently, Akaza pulled the white, dirtied sheets off of the Flower Hashira. Kibutsuji couldn’t help admit that he was surprised, nearly amused. This woman had been announced dead, yet here she was.

[Name] was deathly pale. Her gaze was towards the ceiling, nearly hazy. Dried tears were streamed down her cheeks. A few veins around her eyes pulsated. Her wrists and ankles were tightly bound. She had a gag shoved into her mouth. She didn’t move, however, Kibutsuji could tell that she was breathing.

Barely.

Akaza didn’t budge from his spot as he spoke once more,”Some of my blood managed to seep into her wounds when I killed her. I discovered that she was still alive when I unburied her. I was planning to use her against the Flame Hashira—“

“And you will.” Kibutsuji knelt next to [Name]. She looked slowly towards the red-hued demon. She didn’t move nor react as he reached down and pulled the gag from her mouth.

“Aren’t you quite the lucky one. You get one last shot to living your pathetic life.” He pierced her shoulder with his nail. Immediately, her eyes widened and she started to thrash and scream.

She felt as if she was burning inside out. She clawed at her throat as she felt herself suffocate. The last thing she saw was Akaza’s face before blacking out once more.

•••••••••

Kyojurou was absolutely stressed. He constantly paced back and forth, running his fingers through his hair. He didn’t know how to react or how to feel.

His love is dead but went missing.

Ever since [Name]’s body was taken, he didn’t get any sleep and rarely ate. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned whipped his head around quick, nearly jumping.

It was his master,  Ubuyashiki looked at him in discern. He noticed how tired he looked. Kyojirou wasn’t wearing his haori nor was his hair tied in the usual look he wore. Black bags were present under his eyes and they were more bloodshot than ever.

“Rengoku...” All he could do was offer the Flame Hashira a small smile,” I will do what I can to find out what happened to her.”

Immediately, Kyojurou broke. He fell to his knees and cried. He gripped his hair, sobbing and shaking. He moaned [Name]’s name.

Not only did he lose her to death, but her body was also literally stolen. He couldn’t even mourn for her properly.  He felt his master kneel down next to him and bring him into a hug.

He only cried even more.

•••••••••

Weeks have passed since [Name] was taken. Missions were carried out as normal, however, the word was given out to keep an eye for any sign of [Name].

To find her whereabouts seemed nearly impossible to the demon slayers since they assumed a demon had dug up her corpse and feasted.

Kyojorou was currently home in his estate. He sat silently across from his father as they ate their dinner. Shinjuro observed his eldest son from the corner of his eye. Kyojurou’s posture seemed slightly sluggish and he wasn’t spouting anything obnoxiously or delightedly as he use too. The badge over his right eye was pretty prominent since it was filled with a few jewels, thanks to the Sound Hashira.

Shinjuro was relieved that his son was still alive, however, he did miss the girl who was always on his arm.

Shinjuro sighed. This was going on for too long. He set his bowl of rice down and looked at his son.

“Just how long are you going to act like this?”

Immediately, Kyojurou straightened his back,” What do you mean, father? I’m perfectly fine!”

“We all miss her, too. But it happened and you need to move on.” Shinjuro stood and made his way next to his son, placing a hand on Kyojurou’s shoulders,”If she’s watching, she wouldn’t want you to be like this any much longer. Take your brother to get some things in the nearby town in the morning to-“

They both jumped when the door to the kitchen slid open loudly. Senjuro, the younger brother, stood at the entrance. He was panting and sweating. A note was clenched his left hand as he used the other to support himself against the door.

“B-Brother! There’s a report!” A crow zoomed passed his head, yelling and frantically flapping his wings.

Shinjuro growled,” You fucking shit with wings, get out of my house!”

The crow squawked as it riled itself into Kyojuro’s hair,” North, north! Nearby! A female demon is seen!”

The men tensed. Without further word, Kyojurou was out the door.

•••••••

It was night as Kyojurou ran after the crow that was leading him towards the demon that was about to terrorize the town he lived nearby. His heart pounded and he was on edge. He hasn’t been in such a serious mission since the death of his love. To make things worst, it was the beginning of the night and he didn’t know what sort of demon he was going against. The crow leads him into a more secluded, forest-like area.

As the bird flew upwards, he stopped.

Crunch.

Munch.

There was a demon feasting close by. On instinct, feeling an old flame spark within him, he ran straight for the sounds. He spotted the demon squatted over a dead man. He unsheathes his sword to quickly chop off the demon’s head.

However, the demon ducked and quickly dove to the side, rolling away from Kyojurou. The demon was fairly small and frail-looking. It had long [hair-color] hair and curled black horns that sat on top of her head. As it looked up, Kyojurou could see gleaming pink hues stand out in the dark. It’s figure barely was illuminated by the moon. Blood trailed down its pale-skinned face, as their lips turned into a nasty sneer. A low growl rumbled from her throat as she stood up, dragging her bloodied claws across the bark of the tree.

Kyojurou narrowed his eyes, holding his sword in the air. He took a stance, waiting to see the demon’s next move.

The demon began to trudge forward, walking towards him.

The Flame Hashira’s gaze started at her feet which stepped into the moonlight, slowly traveling up to see her face.

He froze. He slowly let his arms fall to the side.

“[N-Name]? Is that you?”

No, no.

This can’t be.

Like a wave, many memories rushed through him of her. He remembered all the times they laughed together or when she would always call his name, lovingly. Now, she was right in front of him, growling. He gripped his blade tightly in his hands.

Would he do it?

Can he even do it?

Tears streamed down his face as he silently cried once more.

“[Name], my love... I’m so sorry.” He rushes towards her, holding the blade in the air once more. He rushed towards her with the intent to kill.

Then, an idea came into mind. It was the dumbest idea ever. When he got close, he threw the blade to the side and shoved [Name] down. Immediately, she began to struggle in his grasp and claw at his arms. He hissed in pain, before trying to attempt to pin her arms down. He used his body weight to hold her down.

“[Name]! [Name]!” Kyojurou yelled,”It’s me! Kyojurou!”

She continued to screech and claw at him, loudly growing and hissing. Once more, the Flame Hashira began to cry. He tried and he hoped, but nothing was working. Now, he was stuck holding her down until the sun rose. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to watch her die in his arms once more nor wanted to watch her burn in the sunlight.

He gasped in surprise when [Name] managed to flip him over, with her being on top. She barred her fangs as she tried to dig them into him, however, he struggled back, putting his hands against her shoulders, holding her away from him. He winced when he felt her sharp nails dig into his arms.

“PLEASE REMEMBER ME!”

He felt the demon froze.

[Name] saw the face of the woman in the cherry blossoms like some sort of flashback. Then there was Kyōjurō; she remembered their missions together and the meals they shared.

She remembered everything.

Tears dripped onto his face, but this time, they weren’t his own. He slowly looked up to see [Name] crying. He stared in shock.

The demon immediately got off of him. She sat on the ground, taking a moment to look at her own bloody hands. She brushed her lips with her claws and took a moment to sit in silence. For a moment, her pink eyes seem to flicker and swirl to the similar [eye-color] hues she once use to have.

“What... what am I?” She gasped and looked over to the dead man,”No... No! I’m so sorry!” She cried once more, burying her face in her hands and sobbing.

She slowly looked up towards the Flame Hashira.

“K-Kyojurou, please... Please help me.”

Immediately, he scrambled towards her, gathering up her frame in his arms. He couldn’t believe it. He has her back in his arms. She’s back. He buried his face into her long [hair color] hair, holding her tightly. He stared into a distance as he gently raked his fingers through her hair.

“I’m here, [Name], I’m here.”

He pulled back to see [Name]’s face as reassurance that she was there in front of him. Aside from the blood that was splattered all over her cheeks, she was alive.

But not human.

Kyojurou cupped her cheeks,”My love, what happened? Why are you a demon?”

She immediately leaned into his touch. His hands were so warm as she felt so cold. “The Upper Demon... The third one, Akaza. He dug me up and took me to... Him.” She felt him tense. She continued,”When I died, he gave me some of his blood so I was just barely alive for a few days. Then, he gave me more of his blood and turned me into a demon.” Her expressions twisted into disgust,”And then I...I—“ She looked back at the dead man and began to shake.

She felt Kyojurou’s lips press against her forehead as he squeezed her hand,”It’s okay, it’s not your fault,” He pressed his forehead against her own,”Remember Tanjirou Kamada’s little sister? You may have already done some consuming but if I can convince our Master and our fellow Hashira, we can all try and kill Muzan and make you human once more.”

[Name] glanced over at the dead man’s corpse,”But I... I did that.”

Kyojurou quickly turned her head to face towards him,”That’s not your fault! Muzan Kibutsuji did this to you!” He rested his hands on her shoulders and gave her a stern gaze,”For now, you are going to hide. Hide from the other Hashira or demon slayers. It would be better if you reveal yourself when I’m with you.”

Obviously, Kyojurou felt nervous. He remembered the Hashiras first reaction to a demon that claimed to not hurt humans. He was pretty sure Nezuko Kamado hasn’t harmed anyone yet.

He inwardly cringed. He also remembered that he wanted to decapitate both of them at the first interactions. He was really eating his words now.

[Name] was no special case like Nezuko. She actually did what Demon Slayers despised. He felt his morals scream at him. She killed someone, he had to kill her. But his heart told him to hold her close and never let her go.

“[Name], meet me outside the gates of my village. If you come to close, my father will know you are close, okay?”

She nodded,”But... I’m a demon, what if I eat someone again! What if I run into one of the Upper Moons or the Hashiras—“

“[Name], please! Just trust me, okay? I lost you,” She noticed there was a certain glint in his eye,”I don’t plan on losing you ever again.”

Ubuyashiki is one proud papa

Not all heroes wear capes. Mine wear haori.

★GIYUU TOMIOKA | DEMON SLAYER: WATER PILLAR★

↳ requested by anonie honey ♥ (ˆ⌣ˆ）♥

Chapter 2 of unravel will be out soon! And I also have this super long chapter I got going out that I will also try and finish soon ISHJDJSJSS COLLEGE IS A STRUGGLE

I hope everyone’s having a great day 💞

bros bein cute ♥️ original

Are the requests open? I'm pretty new to this so I'm so sorry if I make any stupid mistakes 😅 I wanted to request Kyojuro with a tsukugo that actually saves him from Akaza but gets heavily injured afterwards. His tsukugo and him love each other deeply but neither of them confessed yet. I'm so sorry for asking for so much, if you don't want to write this, you can just ignore this. So sorry 😅😅

[I apologize for the inaccuracy of this fic. I tried my darn hardest to stay away from the train arch manga spoilers so I can react to the upcoming movie blindly, I also made the reader an ice pillar]

Kyojuro Rengoku

Blood trickled down your forehead as Kyojuro coughed the red liquid stuck in his throat. Kyojuro managed to rescue all of the train passengers but Tanjirou,Nezuko,Zenitsu and inosuke were still in danger. 

Akaza was overpowering the both of you, Tanjiro felt completely useless and there was only one way you could save everyone’s lives but that is at the risk of your own. 

The fight against the upper moon 3 wasnt looking to good. You knew he could crush your bones into millions of pieces at any given moment. You couldn’t afford to stop fighting for even a second. There was no escape, at least, there was no escape for you. 

Akaza had managed to overwhelm two very powerful pillars but you had a few special tricks up your sleeves. 

If the kids,Kyojuro and yourself had any chance of beating akaza, you wouldnt have pushed your self as much as you did. 

Inhaling deeply, concentration completely focused on Akaza , you took a moment to accept your fate as you smiled at your partner. 

Memories flooded back, happy ones, sad ones, every moment, you noticed that Kyojuro was there, by your side. You were glad he was here up until your last moments. 

Kyojuro wasnt sure of your true intentions, but he wasnt expecting this from you at all. 

Ice breathing, First form, blizzard poison Ice shards. 

You twisted and turned, dodging Akaza’s attacks as you threw yourself at the demon .extremely sharp icicles pierced Akazas skin, the attack was admirable to Akaza, not only couldn’t he dodge it, the icicles contained some type of poison, which slowed him down noticeably. 

.  while doing this, you made sure that the kids were in a different train cart as you prepared yourself for your next move. Kyojuro tried to stop you, but you shoved him aside, almost throwing him into the kids embrace. 

Ice breathing, twelfth form, crushing glacier. 

Slicing the train carts apart, you watched as Kyojuro drifted away from you, a look of sadness and shock donned his face as you incased the train cart that carried akaza and yourself in ice, a thick glacier blocking off all exits.

“I’ll admit, Weak women disgust me, but your different. Self-sacrificing and Strong…" 

Kyojuro screamed, he didnt want you to leave him. The loss of you will ruin him. Tanjirou cried, Kyojuro was so beaten, blood cascaded down his forehead,lips and chest, his breathing was unsteady and bones were noticeably crushed.

Kyojuro attempted to get up, run after your cart and save you but even Tanjirou, the naive and heroic boy himself ,held Kyojuro down. Zenitsu grabbed onto Kyojuros other arm while Tanjirou cried out many apologies to you, screaming your name in praise as tears consumed them all.

Kyojuro struggled against the boys, it didnt matter to him that he couldn’t even overpower two non-pillars, all he wanted to do was rescue you. Have you in his arms. 

They watched as your cart faded off into the  night, the last scene replayed in Kyojuros head like a broken record, Your limp body next to an ice wall drenched in your blood, Kyojuro ceased his struggling. Was this how his father felt? Watching you go, watching you die, almost made life feel so very worthless. 

zenitsu has short energy i dont make the rules

Breathing techniques that have been animated so far.꒱࿐

He’s got a point, to be honest.

if we reincarnate as human beings into a world without demons, then I will definitely tell you… that I love you

Hug time! Pillars Edition

This is 500 followers special so I hope you all like it!! Thank you so much for supporting me I love you all! ❣️❣️❣️

Summary: It’s been a while since you and your significant other spent your time together. Being a demon hunter was really an arduous and a busy profession, specifically that you were always sent on a mission by Oyakata-sama. Your lover also has his/her own mission to accomplish so you’re doing your job in separate ways. And now that Oyakata-sama had given you all the privilege to have a day off, you didn’t think twice to visit them in their households and asked them to give you a hug because you’ve been missing their warmth and touch.

Giyuu Tomioka

Walking through inside his house and saw Giyuu in the yard; training himself again despite that it’s your off today. To be honest, it didn’t surprise you anymore because Giyuu has invariably been like that. Although you already told him to make himself unwind even just for a day, the stubborn ravenette didn’t take your words and do what he pleases.

Keep reading

Water Pillar / Giyu Tomioka

The strong should aid and protect the weak. Then, the weak will become strong and they, in turn, will aid and protect those weaker than them. That is the law of nature.

inosuke done goofed 😔😔

Wanted to redraw a panel to practice, ended up making a comic about Yoriichi’s ultimate breath style. 

Also bonus drawings! 

★ 【キャロット】 「思いやり」 ☆ ⊳ giyu (demon slayer) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow us on instagram

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(read left to right)

a birthday wish: 

(spoilers for demon train arc and swordsmith village arc)

OKAY THAT LAST LINE ON UNRAVEL PART 1 HAS ME SCREAMING IM SUPER HYPED FOR PART 2 NOW

Omg 🥺 thank you boo I promise to have part 2 up soon!

ZERUTO~~~

★ 【深潜诞】 「 in lotus 」 ☆ ⊳ shinobu (demon slayer) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow us on instagram

[ Unravel : Part I ] Rengoku x Reader

[Rengoku x Reader]

What’s going on? 

Everything was happening in a blur. 

“Inosuke! Move for [Name]-San! Go!”

Tanjirou? 

Warm, desperate hands gripped [Name]’s haori. The same trembling arms wrapped around her frame, pulling her body into a sturdy build. Her senses were enveloped in the scent of embers and faintly of cinnamon. 

Rengoku Kyoujurou. Her love.

“K-Kyo—“ When she tried to talk, only blood split from her lips and her shoulders shook as she erupted into violent coughs. She curled more into her lover’s embrace as her hand shot up to her mouth as a futile attempt to stop the blood from getting everywhere.

It didn’t matter since there was already so much blood that had stained her haori and what was left of her uniform.

What was left. 

 There’s a hole in her stomach. 

She felt herself getting sick and dizzy as the demon’s arm began to disappear from her stomach. Her vision was blurring. It didn’t take long until she began to process the pain. The female Hashira struggled to breathe. She looked around her surroundings.

The kids had gone running after the demon that had impaled her. The demon was running into the forest, trying to get away from Tanjiro as the others followed close in pursuit. 

“[Name], look at me. Look at me!” Rengoku shook her shoulder to make at least an effort to keep her awake,”We are going to go see Shinobu-san and you are going to be fine!” 

She heard his usual positive tone began to waver and crack. She looked up to meet Rengoku’s panicked gaze. He pressed his hand hard against gaping hole in her stomach. 

“Please, [Name], please—“ He begged. “Please don’t go. You can’t leave Senjuro or our friends. You can’t leave me alone!” More tears began to stream down his cheeks as he noticed the blood began to seep through his fingers. 

Her memory began to recall back what happened. What she had done. 

•••

“Why is the Upper Moon Demon Three here?” Why now?” [Name] hissed, rolling the handle of her blade in her grasp. She lunged forward at the demon, who tried to land an attack on one of the younger demon slayers. She was already covered in scars and wounds from the previous battle. 

“Breath of the Petals! Fourth Style! Carousel of the Peony Garden!” She swung her blade as multiple petals appeared from her blade. 

... 

“Amazing, amazing!” The demon, whose named she learned was Akaza, had praised. [Name] glanced over towards Kyoujurou. Despite his radiant, enthusiastic expression, she knew he was getting tired. He was covered in his own blood. They were both nearing their limits, however, still determined to fight and defend the children who stood behind them.

“Let’s continue to fight for all eternity!” Akaza positioned himself to strike. She had to move.

She had to move! 

Now!

“Ninth Style... Purgatory!” 

The demon moved too fast for Rengoku, he wasn’t quick enough to comprehend what just happened nor see anything. Sand was kicked up and dust was everywhere.

By the time it disappeared, he noticed a familiar mob of [hair color] hair in front of him. His heart stopped.

“... [Name]?” 

The demon had plunged its arm through her stomach, his nails nearly touching Rengoku’s chest.

The Flower Hashira had jumped in front of him to save his life. [Name]’s angered glare made contact with the demon’s veined eyes until the rising of the sun caught her attention. Veins protruded from her forehead and arms as she threw her blade aside and gripped onto Akaza with all her might.

“You are not going anywhere! I am not going to let you go!” She screeched as pain blew up like millions of needles stabbing her in her stomach. Akaza grabbed her arms, digging his nails into them. 

“Let go, you bitch!” He screamed back, squeezing her wrists, nearly snapping them. 

She smirked. 

For some reason, that absolutely pissed him off.

“I’m not going to ever let go... Until your head gets chopped off.”

Inosuke appeared at their side, getting ready to swing until Akaza had ripped off his arms to evade their attacks.  [Name] stood there for a moment before swaying and falling.

The demon had fled into the woods with the others slayers in pursuit. All except for one. 

•••

[Name] gasped multiple times in an attempt to breathe. At a distance, she could hear Tanjirou scream. Her attention shifted back towards her lover when she felt tear drops drip onto her cheek.

“Oh Kyoujurou...” She quietly rasped. She tasted the metallic on her tongue and felt it drip down her chin. She took a moment to glance down. She wished she hadn’t. Blood had stained her entire haori. Her once beautiful white drab was now tainted in red. Her uniform was torn and she could see the hole in the middle of her stomach. She couldn’t see what was in the hole since the Rengoku’s hand was pressing hard against it. 

What was the point? She knew she wasn’t going to last long. 

“No, my love. Look at me.” Her love repeated, in a shaky voice. His palm gently pressed against her cheek and tilted her face up towards him. 

She’s never seen him so sad before. 

She reached up to brush her fingertips against his cheek to wipe away some tears. 

“Why... Why did you do it?” He quietly muttered. Although he was no longer dynamic, he was trying so hard to compose himself. 

She smiled weakly. “Because I love you.” She cupped his cheek and slowly leaned up to press a kiss onto his own. 

He kissed back, hard. He wrapped his arms around her once more and pressed her against his body. He held her tight like she could be taken away at any moment now. 

She was going to die. 

“[Name], that’s not fair— You’re so reckless.” More tears formed in his eyes when he pulled away. She noticed how his shoulders visibly trembled. “We were suppose to get married. We were suppose to have kids, I—“ He took her hand from his cheek and held it against his chest,

“I wanted to have a life with you.” 

[Name] started to cry. “Kyoujurou  ... I’m so sorry.” With her remaining strength, she squeezed his hand. “Maybe...” She smiled,”We can be together longer in another life.” She coughed once more. She sputtered more blood, even staining his haori. 

Another sob choked from the Flame Pillar as he pressed his forehead against her temple and begged,”I don’t want another life. I want you alive with me here and now. Just stop talking— Reserve your strength! I can save you! Shinobu!—“ 

His cries were interrupted as she kissed him once more. Despite the pain and agony, she wound her arms around his neck. He melted into her embrace. When she pulled away, she felt herself began to fade as she fell back into his chest. 

“I... I love you.” She muttered.

Rengoku positioned her to look at her face once more and panicked as he saw the light waning from her eyes. He cupped her cheek and began to shake her, begging her not to go. She placed a faint kiss on his palm. 

As her vision dwindled, she heard the other demon slayers run by and were yelling. 

“[Name]-san, don’t leave us!”

“Stupid plant bitch, you can’t die! You promised me you fight me!”

“Please fight! You can stay alive! No! [Name]-san!” 

“[Name], no! I love you, too! I love you! Don’t leave me behind!”

“[NAME]!”

She was gone. 

“AAAHHH! NO, [NAME]!”

Kyoujurou Rengoku embraced his now dead lover tightly, gently rocking her as the last pointless attempt for her to wake up. He sobbed loudly, begging the moment to just be a terrible nightmare. If only it was. 

News spread quickly about the Flower Pillars death. Many of the fellow pillars were distraught and furious. When the Fire Pillar and the other demon slayers came back to their master’s estate, none of the other pillars asked questions nor bothered them. This should have been natural in the demon world. However, it still hurt to lose someone like [Name]. She was a great friend and like a loving sister. 

Mitsuri, the Love Pillar, consulted and comforted the newly demon slayers the best she could. When the Rengoku family had heard the news, Senjuro constantly cried while their father had screamed in denial until he demanded to see her body. 

The Flame Pillar was the one to bring her home; to bring home her body. It was covered in his haori while he had her bloodstained one draped over one of his arms. He buried her near Ubayashiki estate where everyone could see her. 

Days have passed and Kyoujurou Rengoku had been rarely seen around. Other pillars have talked about him; when they interact with him, his positive attitude is forced and his eyes are bloodshot with bags under them. 

It was just one fateful day when Rengoku had visited his lover’s grave.

Except it had been dug up and her body was missing. 

giMME THE BOX

tanzen good but???????? mayb?????? kaitanzen?????? u//w//u;;;;!!!?????

please give this boy a break

the demon slayer corps

learning to love yourself through loving others

i want a baby, pillars edition ;

shinobu:

mitsuri:

sanemi:

giyuu:

kyoujurou:

tengen:

obanai:

gyoumei: